They were Rogue’s idea. A stud for all three of them, and any more should they join, with a small tracer inside. They would allow for an easy track ...n one of them if they got captured by S.H.I.E.L.D., as they aren’t ones to give up easily. As red and black lips pressed together, hands began to wander. Cat cupped MJ’s perfect breasts. While not as big as her own, they were still more than a handful and damn fun to grope. MJ opted for her mistress’s ass, sculpted to perfection by years of scaling. Her brush against his flank produced a thrill that coursed through his body, producing a shiver of pleasure.His sinuses told him she was in oestrous and ready to mate. He would have to impress her in some way to gain her favour. He needn’t have worried because her overtures towards him left no room for doubt. She licked his jowls and came to him in supplication, her tail down and crouching. She licked his mouth again and then spun, buffeting him playfully with her haunches. She lowered her. He knelt in front of her and continued to unbutton her dress, brushing lightly against her tummy, pussy and thighs as he descended.When it was fully unbuttoned, he stood and helped Bronwyn out of her dress, folded it and put it aside. He returned to kneel again, in front of her, and began to lightly run his fingers over her feet and ankles, gradually moving higher until his flying fingertips were on her thighs. In anticipation, she spread them, inviting him to go further. Her face was flushed,. I thought a hand job would be okay and was not going to stop her. After a minute Marge said "Dang, that is a nice cock and those balls are pretty heavy, hate to see this go to waste." And she stood up, dropped her bottoms and proceeded to mount me. I moved lower in the chair and she grabbed my cock and guided it into her wet cunt and slid down on it. Marge had nice wide hips and a neatly trimmed dark bush. Her pussy smelled really good and was tight and wet. As Marge worked her hips around my.